I'm sending a photo from those school days from 1979.
I met Nenad when we went to 1st grade in high school, 1977. He was an adopted child, always saying all the most beautiful things about his "parents" and "sister", and they were proud of him. All the attention, love and care they provided to him, he was giving back by being the best student of our school at that time. I had the honor of representing our school at the municipal contest in mathematics together with Nenad. As far as I remember, he had only A's in all subjects, except one - he declared himself as Serbian, and Croatian language professor didn't appreciate this. Along with economic he attended a music school, with which he often traveled, playing his accordion. He was a wonderful boy, fellow, and friend, and always wanted to help. He was merry, laughing and smiling, but behind that lurked some sadness about which probably only he knew. Toward the end of our joint schooling, somewhere 1980, 1981 he changed much, withdrawing into himself, adoppting slightly strange behavior, he changed his look and spoke about himself as the offbeat Cena. Come the end of our joint training we each went our separate ways, and since then I didn't see him nor heard anything about him until I found this site. I'm glad that I knew him, that we shared the school days, but very unhappy learning that is no longer alive. I want to take this opportunity to greet members of his family and his friends that I've read were with him and helped him.
Sincerely,
Gordana Babovic
Novi Sad